It

It makes screeching noises in the middle of the night while I eat cereal. I can hear it scratching and screeching and flapping and doing whatever it does. I spoon another bite of raisin bran into my mouth without blinking my eyes. I stare straight at the kitchen fireplace, challenging it to come out and fight. I don't know what it is and it lives in my chimney.

The worst part is, I'm getting used to it. I've been listening to it for over a week during my midnight cereal ritual and am now taking suggestions on what to name it. I don't think it's normal to want to name the creature in your fireplace that might turn out to be a RODENT OF UNUSUAL SIZE. And I want to be normal. Someone needs to kill it before I get further attached.

I'm eating cereal in the middle of the night. There is a scratching noise echoing down into the kitchen fireplace from the brick-encased chimney above. And I just might like it.